Tuesday, June 28, 2022

Waves

 The waves 

Lull me 

Into a slumber

Until waves

Lash the

Jetty rocks


Woods Hole

The ferry 

Trying to hold

It’s own

As this human

Begged for 

Ginger ale

7 comments:

  1. So beautiful words.

    Love: Mariann Yip
    https://www.mariannyc.com/the-beauty-of-florence-italy/

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  2. Oh, I understand your meaning of the need for Ginger Ale while on the ferry. I do not do well with motion sickness either. That would be difficult if one had to do it all the time...but then maybe you would get used to it. I don't know ...I'm past 70 and haven't gotten used to motion sickness yet. LOL.

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  3. love waves... love sound of waves....

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  4. Your poetry brings me right to what you are talking about. So lovely!

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  5. Sorry about that. However, I do love hearing the waves when I'm in an ocean view hotel room.

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  6. Oh dear, with ferry! But I do love the sound of the waves, don't you?

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  7. The sound of waves is just what we need sometimes. : )

    ~Sheri

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